Leaving the cold before the snow flies.....after 2 weeks, I find a wonderful place to stay right across from the beach in north Kihei. Shortly after moving in, I get news that my dear cousin Chris lost his battle with depression and took his life to escape the torment. On the morning of his memorial service, held so far away on the east coast, I awoke at dawn and scrambled across the street to walk the beach in his memory. The sunrise was glorious, the mood sober, but a beautiful walk. I sent my love across the waters to my family, especially my aunt and uncle, in such pain and grief.